Kyle Morton - Survivalist Fantasy lyrics

The traffic lights are out and all the phones are dead Don't answer the door for anyone Before we lost the power I think the television said Stay inside your homes wait for help to come That must have been weeks ago Now I've got this sinking feeling You and I are the only ones Now I'm the last man standing You are woman's paragon The garden's ours now we're competitionless But suppose a third party's necessary Just to get it on That the rituals of love demand an audience I went I found some mannequins Set 'em up lining the bedroom The safe words: eyes to God My love come and lie down with me The world was ripe The world was crowded And in its compound eye We felt expansive With the knowledge We had our whole lives Yeah we had options Now our love While not enough It's all there is The truth settled down like a euthanized pet It's over there's no need to repopulate Inscribed in our eyes was the grim epithet Lovers without leverage, we sealed our fate But there's a chance we can still be saved I cooked up some medicine, darling Just drink until there's nothing left My love come and lie down with me [spoken voice recording] Yeah, sure. Uh, it starts like this I'm standing at the top of the stairs and down at the bottom there's this door and someone's pounding on it as hard as they can...trying to get in So my instinct is to run away but the stairs they don't go anywhere, so I can only go down Uh, the door itself it's got this - it's got a window in it and through the window I can see the outline of a face but the features are all indistinct and the light outside is this kind of sick, grey twilight As I'm going down the stairs I have this thought that all of this Has already happened Then I reach the bottom and I open the door